THE ESCAPIST

Was I weak?

Was I a coward?

Was I afraid of pain?

No I had become the pot of pain

And became bored of pain

Did the noose check by?

Yes he did?

Did I consent?

Of course No

Recently I have enjoyed these trips

Trips between realms

Where the devil loves

And scorpions kiss

Where the lads are eternally cheerful

And the Sun doesn’t burn

Sometimes I go too far in my sojourn

People say I talk to myself

I know am not mad

I haven’t taken off my clothes in public yet

But I smile too much at nothing that I see clearly

Every day I take this trip

Sometimes I bribe my way back to my soul

Sometimes I almost never came back

For herein lie waiting whips for me

I have waited too long for hope

So I decided to go and meet hope

Then one day I traveled

Crossed seven sugar candy mountains

Sailed seven seas of milk

It rained honey

And I saw an economy like no other

This day I had traveled too far

Just too far

And never found my way back.

CONFUSIMUS

Like a lily in a desert

You withered

In the furnace of my love

Down you were at the bottom

Of the sea of an intense devotion

The loud melodies of my heart

Made you dumb

I bought you the moon

The twinkling made you blind

Then I weaved the stars for you

But the constellations gagged you

I peeled you a thousand foreskins

But my hands were too bloody

Then I jailed demons for you

Yet there was acid in my head

Then to one direction you pointed

Yet there appeared at the exit

A network of cobwebs: you

Don’t stop don’t stop you implored

Then I ran but waited

Ran as this liberation ensnared me

Ran as fast as my weary limbs could carry me

And as slow as my heart halted me

Don’t stop don’t stop you implored

Your hands flung open for a hug

I could hear your soul call

Yet your eyes lighted traffic red

So I ran but waited

Tearing through the winds

Chained to memories and solid echoes

Don’t stop don’t stop she beckoned

Yet I ran far away on one spot

The Earth Lords

Boundless, the breathless desert

Summons each grain to a voracious feast

Lifeless the grasslands lay scorched to death

Voiceless the spirit of the sand

Places a curse of fury

And a notice of banishment

On the sons of the sun

Soundless the hooves drum

Ordained to posses wherever it treads

For the soils are theirs

And the fullness thereof

Sparkless will the skies be today

For the swarm shall graze

Be it blood or foliage

Heartless the Mbororo raids

For milk is thicker than blood

Bleats esteemed over a deathless childish babble

Worthless a soul is to beef

Mindless a graze is claimed

Under the ruthless watch of violence

Another night yet another songless dirge

The Devil's Bride

I do not understand

Why the sun had to rise

In the chilly dawn

Why the moonlight is here so soon

The stars taste like sour grapes

And the morning

I may never see again

I do not understand

Why I have no choice

And years could not

Bear me witness

As age raped the

Voice out of me

My heart baked so early

I do not understand

What I think I know

How evil births righteousness

And dogma stampedes logic

Even if the sun will raze the earth

The young petals die so quickly

Withered in the heat of doctrines

 They all merry in this fog

As the lion comes for the cub

His finger my wrist

The knuckles on my chest to suckle

Tonight will the sea pour into the dam

Yet I will not cry

For the law I shall poison

Ploughed

Like a land readied for a planting season

So do I feel cultivated

With seeds of celebrated afflictions

I carry a scar of identity

Carved by this brutal sculptor

My infantile pleas ignored

Verdict tradition had passed

Cursed be the blades

That dug fierce furrows on my face

For a crime of ancestry at conception

My face a papyrus for cursive hieroglyphs

Now I revile the mirrors

And ignore my reflections

Am comforted by my shadows

Every day I rue the ridicule

The pathetic jeers and stares

At the graphs plotted on my face

Six dual lanes on a human cheek

Slices and cracks

Civilization came late

For this eternal mask I must wear

Bloody Friction

 Like a chained rabid dog

His seething hormones drag him on a walk

In the wilds of scream

As this raven lost in a randy cock

Gives a grasping chase

His prey tied in his cabling veins

                                                      

As he pegs her in the bed of thorns

Into shreds she was torn

Shattered like a broken glass

A husk of a corn ripped

Before the time of harvest

Her screams quieter than silence

Her pleas made to a wall

Buttons rolled like a game of dice

His bloody mooned eyes sparkled

Tears from her eyes he makes stream

This bloody friction

As a plane shaves a raw wood

Leaves a wound reminiscent

Of a bark torn off a tree

An unhealed scar

Every night fear she dreams

Her esteem she sees on a sail

Lost in the bitter rage of the sea

Her eyes always filled to the brim

Silence she speaks to

In the community of scolding shadows

Where such initiations are concealed